On the cult of Chris Dorner
I read his manifesto. There is nothing heroic, trenchant, bracing, or even interesting (substance-wise) in any of his predictable rantings. Instead, he is a poster-child for how leftist propaganda has yet again created a self-righteous, morally confused, and intellectually bankrupt self-esteem brat who has been so poisoned by lies and so unwilling to accept (and then address and correct) his own shortcomings, that he is able to cast about for villains in order to cocoon his own ego, to create of himself a self-righteous crusader, and thus justify his violence as somehow necessary to bring about a Greater Good.
If Obama had two sons, one would look like Trayvon Martin and the other other would look like Chris Dorner. Because make no mistake: Dorner is a product of the long-march through the institutions, an emergent persona molded from cynical race and class baiting and then filled up with misinformation on guns and gun crime and on the nature of liberty and those who defend it — and, once formed and compelled by some internal chime into aggressive action, is then cheered on, unofficially, as a sort of modern-day leftist folk hero, particularly in the Black community, whose leaders have thrown in with the government to create an angry and perpetually enslaved underclass reliant on their leadership and reliant on the government.
There. That’s the truth about Chris Dorner and his “True Believer” supporters. His other supporters see him as useful idiot. A tool. A pawn to be manipulated through media presentation. An occasional to launch “national discussions” or to reinforce progressive policy.
Having dealt with the types of people who hold prosecutorial discretion in LA, I’m no big fan of LA law enforcement on the whole. But as civil rights attorney Connie Rice notes, Dorner’s depiction of the LA police dept is dated, confused, perhaps dishonest, and relies on our collective willingness to assimilate old narratives (often reinforced by Hollywood productions) in order to justify a kind of outlaw vigilantism.
He is a pathetic man being fluffed by those who are drawn to radical chic.
That’s it. There’s nothing more to any of this than just that.